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Roland had heard Beta say before that the latter had the talent of 'lucky wealth' and could pick up money.
But since this time, I haven¡¯t seen him trigger it. I didn¡¯t expect that it would appear at this time.
But Roland was indeed curious about what this talent of picking up money was all about.
¡°Let¡¯s go for a walk and pick up some money together.¡±
The two pushed aside the weeds on the roadside and walked towards the top of the mountain. Beta was at the forefront. After all, he was considered a half-combat professional. His on-the-spot reaction and melee abilities were much higher than Roland's. If he encountered any beast or poisonous snake, he could deal with it.
As expected, many flower snakes were disturbed along the way, and a few even attacked Beta.
But Beta reacted faster and directly cut the attacking poisonous snake into several pieces with his sword, and then stuffed these snakes into his system backpack.
Roland was a little dazed: "What are you doing?"
¡°I¡¯ll bake it and eat it later.¡±
"Snake meat can also be grilled?" Roland's typical southern thinking: "Isn't it used to make dragon-tiger fights or make soup?"
But Beta said plausibly: "Everything can be roasted! Even pig whip can be roasted and eaten. There should be no problem in roasting snake meat with a similar shape."
It makes sense, and Roland is speechless.
The two chatted and soon reached the top of the mountain.
The trees on the top of the mountain are obviously not as dense as those on the slopes and foot of the mountain. Beta looked in the air, then stamped on the ground with his feet: "This is it."
After speaking, Beta took out his long sword from his backpack and was about to dig.
"etc!"
Roland stopped him: "It will be easily damaged when digging soil with a long sword."
Then, under Beta's slightly surprised gaze, he made two 'mage hands', shrunk them into shovel shapes, and dug up the soil at extremely fast speeds.
"Is this okay?" Beta clicked his tongue: "It can be seen from this that the mage profession is too demanding on imagination. The lower limit is extremely low and the upper limit is extremely high. The gap between masters and rookies is probably as big as heaven and earth. ."
Roland said while controlling the mage's hands to dig the soil, "I don't think it's difficult. If you can't figure it out yourself, you can just watch others use it. The most important thing our countrymen lack is the ability to learn and imitate."
Beta nodded: "What you said makes sense."
However, these two people are both novices in magic at this time, or most players are still novices in this game.
No player knows how difficult it is to control magic, chat with others, and think about other things at the same time. In such a multi-tasking situation, it is still difficult to maintain precise control of magic!
After digging more than one meter deep, Roland was also a little tired. After all, controlling a magic for a long time, even a zero-level magic, consumes a lot of money.
Beta looked at it and said, "It's almost time, keep digging."
"Okay!" Roland sighed.
After another ten minutes, when the excavation was almost two meters deep, the mage's hands finally grabbed something other than soil! It was some tattered scraps of wood.
The two of them looked at each other with excitement on their faces.
Soon, something under the soil appeared in front of the two of them.
It is a small tomb. A vaulted laterite brick tomb about two meters high.
The tomb has been damaged, maybe because of the long time. The black wooden coffin rotted away with only a shelf left. Lying in the coffin was a yellowed skeleton, with only a few layers of linen that had rotted into strips on the skeleton. There was also a strange musty smell coming from underneath.
And in the left corner of the tomb, there is a black clay jar.
"The money is in the jar." Beta's voice was a little excited.
Roland controlled the mage's hand and grabbed the black jar. Then he fell heavily to the ground.
With a crisp sound, the jar broke, and a pile of coins rolled out, shining brightly and dazzling people's eyes.
Most of them are silver coins, at least two hundred. And there were actually four gold coins mixed in.
?According to the exchange rate, the current market price is about 97 silver coins that can be exchanged for one gold coin. In other words, this time Beta picked up at least five gold coins, which would be about 65,000 gold coins if exchanged for soft coins.
"This passive talent for picking up money is too outrageous." Roland felt as if he had eaten a lemon: "And there are so many of them."
Beta chuckled, looking a little proud. He knelt down and picked up the coins on the ground.He made two piles and pushed one of them in front of Roland: "Whoever sees it will get a share, and they will be divided equally."
Roland was stunned: "Me too?"
"certainly."
Roland continued to be stunned for a while before asking: "Do you know how many soft girl coins you can exchange for this pile of coins for me?"
"It's only thirty thousand!"
Thirty thousandjust pay it back?
Do you still want to say that one million is just a small goal?
Looking at Beta¡¯s natural expression, Roland felt that he was a little behind the times! Today¡¯s new generation is more powerful than the last. Although the Beta in front of him is still a little green in his usual behavior, his bold and generous personality has already begun to take shape.
What were you doing when you just graduated from high school?
Either Suk played games overnight in an Internet cafe, or drinking the game at home with the fat house.
The money on my body has never exceeded three hundred yuan. If you pick up 60,000 yuan while playing with Shu Ke, will you share half of it with Shu Ke?
It seems that it willand it seems that it won't!
It¡¯s a very subtle feeling.
At this time, Beta looked at the dead bones in the tomb and said in a strange tone: "Do we think we are robbing the tomb?"
Well, I should forget it. But there should be no such thing as the Antiquities Law in this game.
The joy of picking up money has dissipated at this time, and what is left is reason. The two of them looked at these coins and hesitated for a while.
After all, they used to be good, law-abiding citizens. In reality, they would never have thought about such things as tomb robbing. Of course, if it is an ordinary computer game, let alone tomb robbing, as a brave man, it is reasonable to empty other people's houses. But the game was so real that it made them feel like they would commit a crime if they really took the money.
Just when the two were hesitating, something suddenly changed in the tomb.
A strange black magic power condensed in the tomb, and then a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.
Seeing this tomb, Roland and Beta subconsciously took a step back.
It was already dark now, and there was a cold smell in the air.
soul! Roland reacted immediately. After all, he had seen Falcon's soul.
But compared to Falcon, this soul was much uglier, with a pair of orange-red eyes, a distorted and blurred face, and it also exuded a strange mental fluctuation that he disliked very much, and even felt a little disgusting.
"I don't like this thing."
Beta seemed to have a similar feeling. He took two steps back and slapped his arm uncomfortably.
"It should be an evil spirit." Roland looked at the broken black jar on the ground: "Maybe we broke his wallet! He came to us to talk about compensation."
Hahaha! Beta laughed three times: "Brother Luolan, the joke you told is too cold." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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